#angst war

[gahellhimself-blog]

Reddit Angst War !!

My contribution today.

Inspired by the french version of the title of "The Thorn Birds" => "Les oiseaux se cachent pour mourir" litteraly "Birds hide to die"

[daneecastle]

Angst War Page 8 and 9

@goodomensafterdark @vavoom-sorted-art @gahellhimself-blog @gleafer @kotias @lauramoon1987

A little fluff with the angst I did and plan on doing. I’m not done yet! There is more to come. Next week will be three pages. Good luuuuuck!

[vavoom-sorted-art]

Angst War: Part 5

You thought I was going to let them go... but the war rages on over on the @goodomensafterdark subreddit.

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[gleafer]

Angst war FINALE!

End scene, MUTHAS! True Love Never Dies

This is me officially tapping out of the @goodomensafterdark Angst War! I got holiday baking (and preparation for the upcoming SMUT WAR!) to do.

Peace out! I love you! This was a hoot! I hope you enjoyed the ride as much as I did!

[goodomensafterdark]

Critical hit in the opening volley of the official artist declaration of war!

@gleafer wiped out the entire team of moderators. The sub is counting and stacking their dead. No time to mourn.

[bea-n-art]

A comic I made for the subreddit

r/GoodOmensAfterDark community challenge: The Angst War.

It was a challenge where artists and writers of the community tried to out-angst each other in story and comic form. I did two pages, but there are graphic novel-length and beautifully drawn stories by other artists.

I suggest checking out @daneecastle @gahellhimself-blog @vavoom-sorted-art @kotias @gleafer @lauramoon1987

All incredible artists that I admire who took part!

Support me as an artist here: https://ko-fi.com/beanart

[lauramoon1987]

The discovery Pg5/PG 6

TW: Blood/ death/eyes injuries/ bad things.

HAHAHAHA I will destroy everything you love.

Say "hello" to Muriel

@gleafer @gahellhimself-blog @vavoom-sorted-art @daneecastle @kotias @goodomensafterdark

[kotias]

An Arrangement in Black (part 1) - angst war contribution

@goodomensafterdark @daneecastle @gleafer @gahellhimself-blog @vavoom-sorted-art

I'm ENTERING THE DANCE

Part 2 - End

Word count: 145 words

Dum.

Thus went the bells of the church in the dead of night, announcing the passing to a new day.

Dum. 

Thus went the path of the demon Crowley, damning the gardens under the holy establishment.

Dum.

Thus went the dark smoke following him from over the moors.

Dum.

Breathing a gas that meant death, the colony of rats trailed his path, critters travelling in a single motion.

Dum.

His plague mask on and hiding under a long, black cloak, he felt like the personification of Death themselves.

Dum.

Patient Zero.

Dum.

Infested house.

Dum.

Coughing. Shivering. Heart burns. Bleeding. Suffocating.

Dum.

The stench of rotting bodies taking the entire village.

Dum.

The new dawn was approaching.

Dum.

His plague mask fell to the ground.

Dum.

Thus went the bells of the church under the midday sun, calling the mournful to rest in its shade.

[hakunahistata]

The End of All Things

An entry for the incredibly fun angst war happening on the @goodomensafterdark subreddit

The ground moved under them, asphalt splintered down the line of the street, cracked earth creating branches off its deepest, gaping wound, creeping up homes and tearing them in twos and threes. The church, St. John’s, split down the middle, its spire crumbling down into the earth and fire below in an ironic twist of fate—toppled by Heaven and eaten by Hell.

Aziraphale gripped Crowley’s elbow and tried to keep them steady as the ground shook and gasped around them.

“We need to get out of here, Crowley. Somewhere safe.”

Crowley laughed mirthlessly, watching as the last few remaining families piled into their cars and sped off, still bothering to shut and lock their doors, never stopping, never still. He admired that, even now, there were still some tendrils of hope. He sent off a final miracle towards the back of a blue hatchback with the last reserves of his energy, securing those inside with a safe journey to their destination, wherever that may be.

It left his fingertips and the last of his power was officially and entirely drained, leaving him bereft, the two of them literally out of their finite miracles since being cut off from their respective sides. It was a worthy cause though, for there was no miracle, not now, grand enough to keep the Earth from collapsing into itself. What was he now, a demon without any infernal manifestations? What did that make him?

He turned to face Aziraphale—steadfast, bullish Aziraphale with dirt on his cheeks, bowtie askew but still clinging on. Crowley smiled softly and, feeling brave and almost human, took his hand and interlaced their fingers.

“We can’t leave,” he said quietly, voice tight and choking around the words. “Aziraphale,” his voice broke. “We can’t leave them.”

The world they fell in love with, the world that had become their home. While Crowley didn’t exactly remember it, he knew he’d been there when the Earth was first built out of spacestuff and stardust, that he’d watched her, freshly born, take her first spin. He’d been in the Garden, a slithering, slinking thing, to meet the first humans, whisper in their ear, and watch them take their first bite. He had been the thing to feed them first. Little bites now, don’t choke.

It had been here where Crowley had slithered up on cold stone and took form to stand beside an angel, the same angel whose hand was currently clutched in his. Hands that had once held a flaming sword—given away to two humans for protection—those hands now held Crowley’s, trading one flame for another.

Crowley watched as Aziraphale’s ruinous eyes filled with understanding, shining and weighted with tears. He nodded, the movement knocking a few of them loose, spilling over and running down his cheeks.

He inhaled deeply and nodded once more. He swallowed, throat bobbing and voice thick. “I know,” he said, and he sounded frightened.

Continue reading on AO3.

[crowleysgirl56]

I’m beginning to think the reason why nothing further has been said about the state of season 3 is because Prime started another angst war and just forget to tell everyone. So far they’re winning.

Edit to tag @goodomensafterdark

[novagale]

I think i will (unofficially officially?) submit this ongoing comic to the Angst wars at @goodomensafterdark but perhaps.. less rawr content hehe @gleafer who broke everyone <3

This is page 5/7, only two left 💫 (angel crawley, demon Az AU)

[gahellhimself-blog]

I'm really excited!!

This Angst war is unbelievable.. I have this comic on my head for weeks and I thought I wouldn't be able to draw it and now here we are, 16 pages and Almost all the script for a second chapter.

Thank you @goodomensafterdark and my gorgeous rivals @daneecastle @vavoom-sorted-art and @gleafer

Trouble in Heaven

previously - Next

[daneecastle]

Angst Comic War - The Fury of an Angel (version 1)

@goodomensafterdark

@vavoom-sorted-art @gahellhimself-blog @gleafer

6 page unloaded. From here I have two separate versions. This one will have three more pages and it’s done. The other, the formate will change and be longer but both will have happy endings.

Here is the different frame for the alternate.

[vavoom-sorted-art]

Angels don't dance

As an (almost) final strike in the Angst War on the @goodomensafterdark subreddit, have this 1941 scene inspired by @acheemient's post! (don't worry, part 5 of my comic is going up today as well!!)

[gleafer]

Who wants ANGST??? I got nice fresh ANGST RIGHT OUTTA THE OVEN!

Hokay. Last ANGSTAGEDDON: Crowley Falls Again before I wrap this bad boy up at the end of the @goodomensafterdark angst war.

Once again, not tagging because there are a lot of you brawlers!

Enjoy some BAMF Aziraferal as he once again tries to fix every gahdahm thing.

[goodomensafterdark]

so to recap on the r/GoodOmensAfterDark Angst War, we have

Crowley following Azi into hell and using occult holograms of his ass to lure away a hellhound

Crowley straight up getting stabbed

Crowley pulling out his feathers and preparing to save Azi

Inappropriately hot, chained-up Crowley who may or may not be hallucinating the cruelest Azi ever

You’re killing us, @gleafer, @gahellhimself-blog, @daneecastle, @vavoom-sorted-art